Chapter 222 (2/2)
Wang Jian came to the training room of the back campus of Tianxing soul teacher college.
He quietly opened the door and looked inside, and found that everyone was still practicing hard in the training room.
At the same time, Wang Jian suddenly felt a little creepy.
After all, several big living people sit in the training room motionless, only long breathing, regular low sound, this feeling is like meeting a group of zombies.
”Cough!”
Wang Jian coughed two times on purpose and woke up the people who were practicing.
Not surprisingly, everyone opened their eyes and saw Wang Jian standing at the door.
”Dean?”
”When did you come back, Dean?”
A group of people like a barrage of questions, chirping noisy Wang Jian some headache.
”Teachers, continue to practice, mubai, follow me!”
In the training room, besides Dai mubai, there were also several tutors who were disturbed by Wang Jian. He showed an apologetic expression and apologized to them.
Several teachers naturally did not dare to give Wang Jian face.
library.
Wang Jian brought a group of people to the library. He thought there would be no one in the library, but he didn't expect to be beaten in the face soon.
In the library, a small figure with his back to them, a thick stack of books on the table beside him, is quietly studying by the bright light in the library.
”Well, this is...”
Wang Jian was a little surprised. Now he has three or four days to leave school. He thought that those students who came early were just idle and bored at home. He didn't expect that there were still so hard-working people.
By contrast, even he was a little bit ashamed.
”Dean, it's millet!”
Shen Xin took a look at the figure with his back to them, then padded his toes and whispered in Wang Jian's ear.
”Millet?”
Wang Jian was stunned at first, and then seemed to think of something.
”Is it Migo?”
”Mm-hmm!” Shen Xin nodded.
”Then why do you call someone millet?”
Wang Jian asked curiously. It seems that everyone knows the nickname.
The reason why Wang Jian knows her is that Migo is the first student to join Tianxing soul teacher college. At the same time, after he carried out the reward policy, Migo was able to get the first place in liberal arts every month in the monthly examination, and he brushed his face in front of him.
He clearly remembered that the girl's age was similar to Shen Xin's, but her inborn soul power was only about one level, and her martial spirit was also the last martial spirit. It was an embroidery needle.
Although she is the same age as Shen Xin, she is very thin. Compared with Shen Xin, who is 1.6 meters tall, Migo is only 1.4 meters tall. She is a quiet and shy girl.
”Because Migo is small, everyone calls her xiaomi'er!”
Shen Xin added next to explain.
Wang Jian frowned slightly and scolded: ”how can you give someone a nickname because they are small?”
Maybe it's the reason why Wang Jian's voice became severe. Shen Xin pouted his mouth wrongly, looked at Wang Jian stubbornly and said, ”this is not my nickname, and Xiaomi... Migo, she also likes this nickname very much.”
But Wang Jian didn't believe it. He was about to say something more, but there was a weak voice behind him.
”Dean, Shen Xin is right.”